pertwk Chapter 87 Without martial arts, how could these lowly people have a chance to rise up?
Chapter 87 Without martial arts, how could these lowly people have a chance to rise up?
Chapter 87 Without martial arts, how could these lowly people have a chance to rise up?
Outside Liangzhou City, in a uniquely scenic courtyard.
You Chendong lazily crawled out of bed, moved the warm, fragrant arm that was draped over him, and dressed himself in an orderly fashion.
"Young Master, so early—"
"Yes, please stay and sleep a little longer with us—"
On the bed were two young beauties, one alluring and the other innocent. Just looking at their faces, the stark contrast was enough to arouse anyone. The glimpses of their curves and allure under the covers only fueled their passion.
Two beautiful women called out to him in charming, seductive voices. Even with You Chendong's resolute will, he couldn't help but waver a little.
However, remembering his teacher Wang He's strictness, You Chendong quickly shook his head, reached his hand under the covers and took advantage of the situation, and laughed, "My two little beauties, I'll play with you after I come back from my cultivation tonight."
The two women giggled, their beautiful faces full of allure, making You Chendong even more reluctant to leave.
What is the purpose of martial arts training? Isn't it for enjoyment?
But a young master from a prestigious family like him can enjoy everything without having to practice martial arts.
Before, it was fine. He made great progress in martial arts, far surpassing the people in his family and martial arts school. Everyone praised him as a genius. For this honor, he trained hard and left everyone else behind, and was admitted to the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall.
But in the martial arts hall, everything changed.
He's a genius, they're all geniuses.
He can still maintain a leading advantage among the disciples of the same generation, but the older disciples' cultivation progress is too terrifying, and he is completely inconspicuous among them.
Even his later disciples gradually caught up with him in martial arts cultivation.
Especially the Unity Realm, a step to becoming a true disciple, he hadn't even made it past the third level of the Tower of Ascension, let alone even glanced at it. Yet Wang He required him to cultivate on the Heavenly Star Cliff day and night for three whole years. Although his martial arts were constantly improving, there was still a huge gap between him and a true disciple.
Even Jiang Xiaoyu from the Jiang family, whose talent is inferior to his, is now on the same third level of the Tower of Ascension as him.
Under these circumstances, You Chendong had long lost his ambition. He should cultivate and enjoy himself. He practiced swordsmanship and stargazing at Tianxing Cliff every day. Dealing with demonic beasts was already hard enough. How could he mistreat himself?
He had already figured it out. He had a long way to go in his cultivation journey, and he couldn't keep practicing hard forever.
What's the point?
However, he will not give up martial arts and will continue to cultivate. Although he cannot become a true disciple now, he will have the opportunity in a few years.
If one were to reach the Visceral Realm, free from illness and disaster, and live to be 150 years old, one person could become a powerful force in one region. Who wouldn't yearn for that?
Of course, he only dared to do this at the villa outside Liangzhou City. Back at the ancestral home and martial arts hall, with his ancestor watching him on one side and Wang He on the other, You Chendong dared not be negligent in the slightest.
The latter, in particular, involved testing every seven days. If someone was found to be not working hard enough, the punishment was something You Chendong didn't even dare to recall.
Unlike his ancestor, Wang He didn't spoil him; she was truly capable of taking action.
Today marks the day of the weekly examination.
"Young master, the eldest young master has arrived."
Suddenly, the sound of a maidservant reporting came from outside.
"My older brother, he's here so early?"
You Chendong was puzzled upon hearing this. You knew that his elder brother, You Lie, was a complete playboy who spent his days indulging in pleasure. How could he get up so early in the morning to come to this villa outside the city? Even if he rode a black-scaled horse, he would have rushed here as soon as the city gates opened.
The thought flashed through his mind, and You Chendong instructed, "Prepare a breakfast table. Please wait a moment, brother, and have breakfast with him right away."
"Yes."
The maid responded and then withdrew.
After washing up, You Chendong headed straight for the dining hall.
Upon entering the flower hall, one immediately sees You Lie, who sits listlessly in a chair, seemingly oblivious to the steaming dishes on the table, lost in thought.
"What's wrong, brother? Who upset you?"
You Chendong still has a lot of affection for his older brother. The two brothers grew up together, and You Lie took good care of him. There was no backstabbing or infighting typical of families.
He immediately sat down, smiling, and said, "Tell me, as long as he's not a martial artist at the Bone and Tendon Realm, I can take care of him for you."
You Chendong had also stepped in to resolve the jealousy and rivalry between his elder brother a couple of times, after all, Liangzhou City was so big and there were quite a few martial artists.
You Lie also had a penchant for toying with innocent women. On two occasions, he robbed the relatives of martial artists who had entered the country, almost causing a major incident. It was You Lie who stepped in to help resolve the situation.
For martial artists, isn't it all about who has the bigger fist and who's right?
If you compensate them with some pills or silver, they generally won't cause any more trouble, unless they want to die.
"Second brother————"
You Lie recovered his senses and looked at You Chendong, his expression dejected. "Have you heard about what happened at your Martial Arts Hall yesterday?"
"What happened yesterday?"
You Chendong didn't take it to heart, casually picked up the bun and took a bite. The hot food invigorated him, and he praised, "These buns taste good. Brother, you've come so early, you probably haven't had breakfast yet. Try them!"
Now he goes to the martial arts academy less often.
The reason was quite reasonable: Wang He arranged for him to practice swordsmanship at Tianxing Cliff every day.
As long as he completes the task of hunting two monsters each month, no one will bother him.
Inner disciples all have teachers. If their teachers don't say anything, then naturally no one else can interfere.
As for minor matters such as exchanging pills and purchasing weapons, these can all be accomplished during the Lesser Cold Peak Examination held every seven days, as can the Tower of Ascension.
Even the Hidden Dragon Society is now practically defunct.
He initially had the ambition to establish an organization in the Martial Arts Hall that only accepted genius disciples. However, it was manageable when they were all outer disciples. Later, as members of the Hidden Dragon Society gradually became inner disciples and were taught by teachers at the Visceral Realm level, naturally few were willing to listen to him.
This is also one of the reasons why You Chendong's willpower is somewhat waning.
At first, he longed to become a Martial Saint and become famous throughout the world, but the more he cultivated, the more he realized how difficult the path of martial arts was. He was already lucky to have reached the Visceral Realm in this life.
"Stop eating. Do you still remember Mo Zheng?" You Lie said, his voice sounding strange and dejected.
"What happened to him? Brother, weren't you always lusting after his sister-in-law's beauty?"
You Chendong ate with relish and chuckled, "You've been keeping an eye on him all this time. Did something happen to him, and now you have a chance to get your hands on him?"
For the past three years, there has been no news of Mo Zheng, as if he has encountered some kind of cultivation bottleneck. The Tower of Ascension is still stuck on the first level, which makes You Chendong quite happy.
If it weren't for Liu Qing's backing, he would have already sought revenge for the humiliation he suffered back then.
However, seeing the former martial arts genius, once fought over by a group of internal organ realm teachers, gradually fade into obscurity is also a kind of gratifying feeling.
"He's in trouble, but it's definitely not good news for the You family."
You Lie paused, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Yesterday afternoon, he passed the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension and has become a true disciple. This news has spread to all the major forces in Liangzhou City."
The disciples of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Hall are the future of Liangzhou and even the entire Great Yan, and all forces are paying close attention to the changes within it.
Just like when Mo Zheng became Liu Qing's disciple, a large number of powerful forces came to his door to offer gifts in the blink of an eye. The birth of each true disciple affects the hearts of these powerful families and forces.
Therefore, the news spread very quickly. Some martial arts hall disciples may not even have known about it, but these major forces have already received the definite news.
You Chendong's chopsticks, which were about to pick up food, suddenly stopped in mid-air. He stared blankly at You Lie, then suddenly laughed, shaking his head and saying, "Brother, if you want to make up lies to trick me into working hard at cultivation, you don't need to use Mo Zheng as a pretext. He can't be that fast."
"Moreover, I have not stopped cultivating. I always go to Tianxing Cliff to observe the stars and practice swordsmanship every day, and to Xiaohan Peak for the examination once every seven days."
"Don't worry, this test of becoming a true disciple is no challenge for me. I'm confident I can break through to the Internal Organs Realm."
You Lie stared straight at him and said calmly, "I didn't lie to you. Mo Zheng challenged the Tower of Ascension yesterday afternoon, clearing three levels in one go and successfully passing the fourth level. His name is now engraved on the True Inheritance Stele."
"Now everyone's saying he's a genius the Martial Arts Academy produces only once every few centuries, that he might even pass the seventh level before graduation—"
Snapped!
A bowl was smashed heavily on the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces interrupted You Lie's words.
But You Chendong was breathing heavily, like an enraged lion, and shouted excitedly, "It's fake, it must be fake, you're talking nonsense!"
You Lie remained silent.
He then emphasized, "It's true."
You Chendong fell silent, staring intently at You Lie. After a long while, he finally managed to utter, "I want to see it for myself!"
Having said that, he ignored You Lie, got up, pushed open the door, and angrily mounted a black-scaled horse, heading straight for the martial arts hall.
You Lie watched his family leave expressionlessly, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly let out a soft sigh.
He knew how devastating this news would be for his younger brother.
In fact, he didn't want it to be true either.
Unfortunately, it just so happens to be true.
In just three and a half years, he mastered the true teachings, which is even faster than Lan Jun.
Although You Lie was not a martial artist, he knew that such a talented martial artist was definitely a potential seed to reach the Martial Saint realm in the future. Not to mention their You family, even the Hun Tian Sect, which ruled the three northwestern states, had to take him seriously.
It's a pity that the beauty named Wang Yumei, when you think of her plump figure, pretty face and dignified temperament, makes You Lie feel reluctant to part with her.
But it was no longer within his reach; he had already withdrawn all the people who were keeping watch on him.
"Hey, martial arts. Without martial arts, how could these lowly people have a chance to rise up?" You Lie sneered.
The You family's villa is very close to the martial arts hall, only about five miles away.
Even without the Blackscale Horse, You Chendong could reach this distance in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, given his speed.
But he not only rode the horse, he also whipped it wildly. The horse, in pain, galloped forward like a black lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived at the gate of the martial arts hall.
"How dare you!"
"Riding horses is prohibited inside the martial arts training hall!"
The disciples guarding the mountain gate shouted in unison. Upon hearing this, You Chendong lightly touched the ground with his toes and flew directly from his horse toward the mountain gate.
The black-scaled horse let out a long neigh, but was kicked so hard that it fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
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"It's Senior Brother You." "Greetings, Senior Brother."
The two men recognized You Chendong's face and bowed to him.
This kind of guarding the mountain gate is usually assigned to newly entered disciples, who have a general understanding of the various people in the martial arts hall.
You Chendong was in a state of turmoil and had no time to care about the two of them. He quickly ran to the stone tablet of true teachings and carefully examined the information on it.
Newly appointed disciples are usually ranked last. He looked directly at the last name, only to see a line of large characters engraved there: 【Twentieth, Mo Zheng】
"This—this—how is this possible?"
Upon seeing that familiar name, You Chendong was struck dumb, standing there almost speechless, muttering repeatedly, "How could this be—how could this be—how could this be—how could this be—"
The names inscribed on the authentic transmission stele cannot possibly be fake.
But, isn't Mo Zheng the one who cultivates the Twelve Wind-Riding Swords?
Wang He once spoke to him specifically about Mo Zheng's cultivation, praising him for his ambition and perseverance. He had chosen the most difficult path and laid the most solid foundation, but it was also very likely that he would spend one or two decades without achieving anything.
The Twelve Swords of Wind are all basic sword techniques that require subtle understanding. To master each sword technique to the fullest extent will naturally take a lot of time. If you can't even get past any one of the sword techniques, you will be stuck there and unable to comprehend the state of unity.
Over the past three years, Mo Zheng's obscurity has led You Chendong to believe that he has chosen the wrong path, wasted his time, and will likely never achieve anything in his life.
But to everyone's surprise, not only did we not hear any news for a long time, but as soon as we did, the other party actually became a true disciple!
Climbing three levels of the Tower of Ascension in a row—that's a true master at eighteen! What does that even mean?
Why is such a peerless genius named Mo Zheng?
His mind involuntarily recalled his past grievances with the other party, the duel, and being stripped naked in the Resurrection Realm—
Such a huge humiliation!
You Chendong's mind was completely consumed by anger and jealousy!
"what!"
As if he had gone mad, he roared and suddenly drew his longsword. Then, he actually slashed at the name Mo Zheng engraved on the True Inheritance Stele!
Boom!
A loud bang was heard, and sparks flew from the stone tablet.
The stone tablet was completely undamaged.
On the contrary, You Chendong himself was directly blasted away by the terrifying backlash from the True Inheritance Stele.
He fell heavily to the ground and could not get up. Instead, he kept spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
All the disciples who witnessed this scene were shocked. You must know that this True Inheritance Stele was made from the hardest bones of a third-grade high-quality demon beast, mixed with black jade ink crystal that can be used to forge third-grade divine weapons. Apart from a special potion, even a master of the Visceral Realm would find it difficult to leave a mark.
Has You Chendong gone mad? He actually slashed at the True Inheritance Stele?!
This violates the rules of the hall and will certainly be severely punished.
"Hahahaha———— Hahahaha————"
You Chendong, however, seemed completely unconcerned. Despite his injuries and pain, he didn't feel anything at all. Instead, he burst into laughter, his expression manic.
It was as if he had truly gone mad.
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